hoshuteki, a date arranged so he could pass on a couple of books I'd requested from his get-rid pile (including Crash, inexplicably missing from my otherwise exhaustive Ballard collection).On Saturday I went to visit friends who are decluttering due to impending parenthood, and came away with enough sci-fi classics to fill my scooter's top box.
Oh, and late last week I randomly decided to order a couple of things from my Amazon wishlist, because I'm worth it.
Yikes.
(By the way, if you're ever seized by the urge to know what I'm reading, you can find out on my Goodreads page.)
